[Verse 1] Nothing to do, Nellie Darling / Nothing to do you say, / Let’s take a trip on memory’s ship, / Back to the bygone days / Sail to the old village school house, / An chor outside the school door, / Look in and see, there’s you and there’s me, / A couple of kids once more.
[Chorus] Schools days, school days, dear old golden rule days / Readin’ and ritin’ and ‘rithmetic, / Taught to the tune of a hickry stick / You were my queen in calico, I was your bashful barefoot beau, / And you wrote on my slate, / I love you Joe, / When we were a couple of kids.
[Verse 2] ‘Member the hill, Nellie Darling / And the oak tree that grew on it’s brow? / They’ve build forty stories upon that old hill / And the oak’s an old chestnut now / ‘Member the meadows so green dear, / So fragrant with clover and maize. / Into new city lots and preferred bus’ness plots, / They’ve cut them up since those days.
[Chorus repeats]

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